In December 2019 Troy, Lokii, our cat Olivia and I embarked on our first 30 days on the road. We drove from Connecticut to the West Coast and back. While we are spending time in Tulsa Oklahoma, our sweet little Olivia passed away. It was absolutely heartbreaking.
Troy and I have always been cat people, so we discussed often when we would adopt again. That made us realize that we didn’t want to have one cat, we wanted to have bonded kittens. That way they always have a playmate, and Loki would always have some form of entertainment from their shenanigans.
I spent a lot of time scouring rehoming Facebook pages and adoption websites, but to no avail. After what seemed like forever I came into contact with a woman looking to rehome her two seven-month-old tuxedo kittens because she couldn’t afford to take care of them.
We drove an hour to pick them up, and then drove them back to their new home. Neither had ever been around a dog, so Lokii was a new and scary experience. They also had never been to the vet, so the first thing we did was get them an appointment to start their shots.
Zeus is our little boy, the bigger of the two. He was happy and healthy so we immediately got him neutered and caught up on shots he needed. Hades was going to take a little bit more time.
Our tiny girl Hades came to us with a broken rear leg and a devastating limp. The owner warned us that she had injured it, but didn’t delve into the extent of damage. Our vet let us know that her leg was broken in four or five places, and that to have the best quality of life she would need to have it amputated. The other option was to rebreak and set the bones but she would probably have chronic pain for the rest of her life. We were also told Hades has regressive feline leukemia, fortunately Zeus came up negative so he’s been taking shots to prevent him from getting it.
The saddest part is that Hades’ leg had been broken for 4 to 6 weeks before we even got her, and we were told the source of the break had to have been that she was intentionally kicked or hit by a car. And yet she never visited Vet.
Now that we have all the sad stuff out of the way I can absolutely tell you that these little hell raisers are living their absolute best life. Their first home before being surrendered to us was a tiny third-floor apartment with very little natural light. Their new home, our home, is a first floor of a house with a backyard. They have a multitude of windows to peer out of and the new big brother to torment.
Hades’ has her surgery tomorrow and we are praying for the best.
In a year, our hope is to have them both on the road and harnessed trained. The life they had before they were given to us will be forgotten and they will the happiest Tuxies in the word